Another trip between Georgia and the New York farm

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Its unusual that I make the trip this late in the year. Although it is highly unlikely it would snow (and bring the road salt and all the other bad stuff). It is often rainy. I had excellent weather. The main objective was to bring the brush hog up and mow trails. The trails have been disapearing and there are a number of bush islands appearing everywhere a small finish mower can't do the job. The tractor worked well. Back up over a multiflora rose bush with the brush hog up and drop it down and take care of business --at least for another couple of year or so. I spent many hours years ago yanking these things out of the ground with tractor and chain which yields a more satisfactory long term outcome. I will be doing the same with the largest ones for sure. I understand that these bushes were originally planted as a natural fence. Animals and humans alike don't like the thorns. They are invasive.

I am not going flying this weekend. I am taking it off. There sure is a lot to the notion of knowing your limits when you have a pilots license. Although there is a lot to go through to get your license there is a lot of trouble that can be found out there, for sure. I suppose that is what they want you to realize as part of the training.

My Blackberry croaked this week. It woke up dead. I went through 5 stages

  • 1.) Denial. It just didn't get charged, that's it.
  • 2.) Anger. It must have got dropped, shit. Who could have done that?
  • 3.) Bargaining. I will take the battery and the SIM card out, that'l fix it.
  • 4.) Depression. Shit, now what am I going to do. I need to check my schedule quick.
  • 5.) Acceptance. Heh. I don't feel that chain and that heavy weight around my neck, kinda feeelsss OKkkk.






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